"What the hell, mahogany? How many are there?"

Ji Donglai cursed and almost jumped up. Lao Wu was surprised when he saw Ji Donglai's reaction, and then he was relieved. He secretly thought that people must have known about it early on, otherwise who would contract such a project?

"There is a house over there that has beams like this. I'll have people take it apart and hide it for you. In a few years, this thing will be worth some money. It wouldn't be a bad idea to sell it to a woodcarver! I took a look at the house over there.

, there are two old pieces of wood, just take a look at them!"

The boss didn't respond as he should, so Lao Wu worked harder to find treasures from the house. Just like that, at the end of the day, the bag around Ji Donglai was full, and they were all filled with copper coins or special connections on the beams of the house.

According to what Lao Wu said, this thing was brought out by the workers when the royal family was repairing the house. Ji Donglai didn't remember what it was called a buckle or something.

It would be a death penalty for ordinary people. It can be seen that the owner of this house was once a person with great ideas and status.

Generally speaking, these things can be sold in the market. Even if they cannot be sold at a high price now, they will still be valuable in a few years.

"Master Wu, you are responsible for assigning tasks and finding the key points, and put all these things into categories! Sort out the things that the Cultural Relics Bureau needs and give them to them, and you can also put the things we have reserved into categories, and then take them away!

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"I have to go back to Hebei. If anything happens here, please communicate with Liu Yupeng in time. Please!"

After getting along for a few days, Ji Dong could see Lao Wu's professionalism, so he simply gave Lao Wu a hundred yuan and firmly kept him.

"Don't worry, boss, I promise you'll figure it out. This is what our ancestors did!"

These days, a second-hand black-and-white TV costs 200 yuan, a color TV costs more than 2,000 yuan, and a private teacher's monthly salary is 300 yuan. Ji Donglai gave him 100 yuan, and Old Wu immediately gave up.

In this way, Ji Donglai delivered the goods to the warehouse twice, handed over the scene to Liu Yupeng and Lao Wu, drove the Dafa van provided by the factory, and returned to school in style.

As usual, Ji Donglai gave his mother a bag of discs brought back by his cousin, as well as some other things. This time, because he was driving back, he carried a lot of things.

"Mom, we won't rent DVDs from now on. You might as well just do wholesale. Anyway, I go to my cousin's place every week, and the people around me don't update their stuff as fast as we do!"

"You just take these discs and go directly to those people's houses to ask, and then sell them to them. After a long time, we will directly ask my cousin to deliver the goods! Or we can sell them directly to the small vendors in the surrounding area. In short, sitting like you are

It’s hard to make money by doing business at the end of the alley!”

Holding the rice bowl, Ji Donglai took two big bites of rice.

After all these years, the food made by my mother is still delicious, even if it is made by a foreign company, it is not as delicious as my mother's.

"Let's eat your food. How old are you when you told me about doing business? Go to school early. Your class teacher came to visit your home. I said you went to your cousin's place to make up classes. The teacher said that in the future you can make up classes directly locally without having to travel so much.

Far away! A teacher from the other No. 3 Middle School came and asked if you wanted to transfer..."

After adding some food to Ji Donglai, Ning Caiyun asked her son to worry less about business matters.

When the teacher from No. 3 Middle School came to visit, Ning Caiyun was happy from the bottom of her heart. In the past, her son was the kind of person who would be ignored by teachers, but now the school has begun to snatch people away, which proves that his efforts are worth it.

No. 3 Middle School is the focus of the county, and Ji Donglai’s No. 4 Middle School can’t compare with it. Ning Caiyun originally wanted her son to go to No. 3 Middle School, but she was always looked down upon. Now it’s the turn of the No. 3 Middle School teacher to look down on her. Ning Caiyun has been holding back the pain in her heart for so many years.

The tone finally came out.

"I would rather have a chicken head than a phoenix tail, Mom, you taught me this! We won't go, and besides, our local teachers are only at that level, especially our math teacher Jiang You, who is just a bowl of soy sauce! He is also soy sauce

He is a character who cooks dumplings in a teapot and speaks awkwardly. Alas...I still calmly accept my cousin's arrangement!"

Speaking of the teachers at the school, Ji Donglai felt very upset.

Good schools also spare no effort to recruit students. Every year, the top students in the high school entrance examination are directly poached by key county or city schools with favorable conditions.

This is the case including Hengshui and No. 1 Middle School. Every time they take the monthly exam, the top students from other schools in the county are poached by these good schools without exception.

Over time, both outstanding students and educational resources were converging towards these places, which made Ji Donglai feel sad.

"That's true, but... forget it, you decide for yourself! In short, just study hard and find a good job in the future. Don't be like me and your dad!"

Ning Caiyun knew that what her son said was true, but she was a little moved after thinking about the conditions given by the three teachers, and finally chose to believe her son.

Ji Donglai didn't take this matter seriously. He continued to review his homework in the evening and asked Hu Lijuan for help with math problems the next day. This thing was still too difficult for Ji Donglai.

"Which of you has copper coins from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom? A Chinese relative of mine returned to China and encountered some problems and wanted to solve the problem. We will buy them for a fee..."

Ji Donglai and Hu Lijuan were studying exercises. Xing Ruofei in the front row turned around and said to the whole class. Ji Donglai couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, because this time the foreign company was demolishing, Ji Donglai really had one in his hand.

Thinking of this, Ji Donglai started to listen carefully. Hu Lijuan said several words but Ji Donglai didn't hear it.

"Hey, come to your senses! Xing Ruofei is a big liar. Their relatives were caught selling antiques before, and now they are here to defraud money again. Don't believe him!"

Seeing Ji Donglai listening to Xing Ruofei talking about the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom copper coins, Hu Lijuan reminded him in a low voice. Ji Donglai suddenly realized it, but this did not prevent Ji Donglai from coming to the other party to appraise the price.

If the price is really high, Ji Donglai doesn't mind cashing it out immediately. There are a lot of opportunities now, and before people are all awakened, it's good to have some resources at hand.

After returning home in the evening, Ji Dong came to find some tools and simply cleaned up the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom coins. He picked two coins and took them to school. He found Xing Ruofei after class.

"When I call my relatives, don't tell anyone else!"

Looking at the treasure in Ji Donglai's hand, Xing Ruofei's eyes lit up, and he made an appointment with Ji Donglai to call the store at the door.

After school at noon, Ji Donglai and Xing Ruofei came to the small shop at the door. A man in a neat suit was already waiting there. Looking at the few copper coins in Ji Donglai's hand, the other person quickly took out a magnifying glass.
Chapter completed!